KNY Headcannons and Oneshots

If Y/N died. Zenitsu x Y/N

A/N: I came up with this a while back, it's very short but wholesome. Maybe cringe??

-You like each other but are to scared to confess
-You were childhood friends
-You're best friends
- Major Angst
-Death

You both were sent on a mission. You ran into an uppermoon the way there. You got hurt very badly with scratch wounds all over your body and you were dying. Your head was resting on Zenitsu's lap. He was crying, you felt his warm tears splash against your face and on your ripped haori. He would tell you to hang in there. He only started crying harder, it didn't help him any by thinking about it. Then he could hear your heart beat slowing one by one. He would scream STOP inside his head. He didn't want to hear your last heartbeat. At that time he wished he didn't have good hearing. His hearing always let out the bad things, like all the rumors children spread about him and their opinions of him. He couldn't take it. He started screaming Y/n don't leave me pls! You could hear the pain in his voice. The memories you had together went through his head. The ones from childhood, the funny, the silly, the sad, the painful, everything. Remembering it hurt him as if he lost you even tho you were right there. You looked up to him with your E/C orbs and said "It's gonna be okay, you have the whole world to look up to." He scammed your body and saw all the wounds. Many were wide open. You were losing a lot of blood. He started shaking his head. "No, No, no I don't!" He said as tears poured from his face. "Because you are my world!" He said screaming in pain. He then heard the one thing he never wanted to. Your very last heartbeat. "Y/n?!" "Y/n no stay!" He pounded his fist on the ground as the dust from his force scattered in the air. "Why!!" "Why'd you let her go!!" He said as he looked up into the sky. He wouldn't let go of that feeling that he loved. He didn't want you to leave him. You helped him through everything. You didn't judge him for being himself. You would always compliment his hearing and how you thought it was SO cool, and now his hearing was the reason he would never hear your sweet, kind voice again. You were the only one that made him feel the way he felt. He didn't ever want to comprehend the fact you were gone. He blamed himself for not being able to save you. He blamed himself for being a coward, like he always was. He lay in the dirt for hours holding onto your pale hand. Wishing a miracle would happen. Wishing it was all a dream. Wishing you'd open your eyes. But you didn't. He didn't socialize for weeks close to months, he felt like dying. He felt like nothing else mattered anymore. He felt alone even though he was surrounded by people. He felt like he was nothing.

A/n: so sorry if this was cringe. This angst is killing me tho fr.